So I walked by a window…
On my lunch at work today, I was reading blogs and came across this article:
I read the article. Basically, some atheists in Michigan are annoyed that they have to put up with all the Christian mumbo jumbo and simply want to put a sign next to the Nativity Scene saying:
“There are no gods, no devils, no angels, no heaven or hell.
There is only our natural world.
Religion is but myth and superstition that hardens hearts and enslaves minds.”
I am not an atheist, but if you are I am totally cool with that.
So this got me thinking. Why the hell are so many people offended with beliefs? Why the hell are so many people offended by a nativity scene then they are say, the cover of Philadelphia Magazine doting a picture of a woman with a post-it note bikini? That offended me. But I chose not to buy the magazine and just bitch to my boyfriend who surprisingly didn’t get where I was coming from. “Where is this magazine cover, Darlene?”
I don’t care about what anyone believes. Seriously. I don’t care if you believe in God, Sharma, Satan, Jesus or the Stay Puff Marshmallow Man.
Since when did religion become more taboo than sex?
Let’s look at it
In our public schools:
There is no more “one nation under God.”
But there are lots of prepubescent girls dressing like the next town whore.
In our media:
I hear words like “faith” “religion” “beliefs” but I can’t remember the last time I heard “God” or “Jesus.”
I see more nakedness, hear more sex-talk and have to look at more cleavage in advertising then I could want to look at in a go-go bar.
At sporting events: and in schools:
We pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, one nation indivisible with liberty and justice for all.
Waaaitt….. there is something missing. Wasn’t.. God in there? Somewhere?
In the meantime, I get to look at cheerleaders at football games, ballgirls at baseball games, dancers at basketball games and the chicks at the hockey games that come out during the intermission. Has anyone else noticed that more than 10% of the female population these days watches and attends sporting events? I am one of those women, and yet, despite my offense, I watch the games anyway.
Because… it doesn’t freaking matter. I get over it. Like we should. Just get over the fact that the world is not custom tailored to our specific needs. There are going to be things that offend us or make us a little uncomfortable. There will be situations where we have to use common freaking sense and make a choice.
If you don’t like it then …
Don’t look at it.
Don’t buy it.
Don’t drink it.
Don’t read it.
Don’t eat it.
Don’t wear it.
Don’t listen to it.
Don’t praise it.
I have never done a Six Sentence Sunday before.. but here I am to join in the fun! The following six sentences are from the first draft of my WIP. I wrote this WIP in November for NaNoWriMo and will be pulling it out of the drawer on December 30th for its first edit.
WARNING: Crude Language.
Celeste stayed stone faced. She was in way over her head this time. She used to get fronted five or six bags of cocaine every other night, then turn a few tricks and pay it back. Everything was okie dokie.
In the last six months she was snorting more coke than she could suck dick to cover.
“Mama, I need a little more time,” she said and flashed her tired smile.
Please check it out and let me know what you think. I may get into this SSS thing.
The end of the year calls for some serious reflection. Guide to Career Education has valuable articles and forecasts for anyone wanting
to return to college to finish a degree or anyone seeking a career change in the new year. Mostly we reflect on all the things we said we’d do during the year that were swept under carpets of screaming kids, deadlines, broken alternators and cat poop (please don’t make me explain).
I follow a wonderful blog called Mary and Bob’s Journal. A while back I read a post simply called, GRATITUDE.
In that post there is gratitude for socks… socks! I thought about it. I love socks. I mean, without socks, I would not get a lick of sleep. Honest. So I am grateful for socks as well. And coffee.
I bow to the coffee bean.
Well, this is not exactly how I take my coffee. But if not for this little brown bean, I would be a slobbering mess spouting obscenities each morning. So I am grateful for coffee.
I am grateful for music. More importantly, I am grateful for my grandmother who always let me have music on no matter what time of day or night. I am grateful for a mother who always had music on when she cleaned (which was a lot!).
Then we have the birds, the bees, the snakes, the flowers, the mountains, the streams.. all the worldly creations made by my Higher Power that I stand in awe of each day. Like the red-tail hawk perched on the tree outside my apartment this morning. I am always grateful for nature.
There are so many things to be grateful for, thankful for, appreciative for. Things like:
- fresh notebooks and sharpened pencils
- a pleasant teenage daughter (truly a blessing!)
- cold water
- an open treadmill at the gym
- light traffic
- a found dollar
- finding the last sweetener packet
- a slow day at the office so I can get caught up on blogging (writing and reading)
- when my car runs good (please get me home my sweet automobile!)
These are just a few of the things that make me say, “Hey now.. that is super cool.” Maybe you have some of the same things to be thankful for.. maybe you are scratching your head as you read my list and say, “uh, this chic is cookoo!”
Please.. feel free to share some of the things you might take for granted each day, but when you really think about it… you are oh so grateful to have them.
So….. I have been told by many people that my life has been interesting. Well, mostly my children have told me this. And I also noticed, that for every story someone has I have a counter story that is much, much better.
I bought a book six or so months ago about “How To Write Your Life Story” or some crap like that. I read through most of it (I get through most of anything). In the book they said “everyone’s life can be turned into a memoir.” I don’t think I necessarily agree with that. There are certain people I wouldn’t really dig reading about, just as I am sure there are many people who wouldn’t dig reading about my life events.
And there there is the fame factor.
Like, if I wrote, “Today I had tuna on toast but decided to leave the crusts on because my horoscope said live on the edge” people would be like, “Wow. Lame.”
Buuut.. if say, Nikki Sixx of Motley Crue fame or Beyonce ate the same thing that day and blogged or tweeted about it or even threw it in an exclusive tell all book.. “This Is What I EAT!” people would be buying out the tuna and bread on the grocery aisle shelves.
I’m not sure why things go the way they do. I just know that they go.
When I sit down to really think about it… I have had quite an interesting ride so far. I have many stories that not only would be entertaining to people… but I really think people could get something out of them. Kind of like, “wow I need to remember to never do that. Ever.”
A couple of examples:
- Never throw a cigarette butt in a trash can under a tree .. especially if the can is filled with paper.
- When you’re seven, don’t put toothpaste on your eyelids. In fact, never do that at any age.
- Listen to your grandmother when she tells you to never leave your drink unattended. You could almost wind up dead somewhere.
- If you really have to pee, just go to the bathroom. Don’t stand in the classroom doing the wiggle jiggle dance while the teacher talks and ignores you. The end result is embarrassing.
These are just a few instances that are fond memories of my past. Ok, not 100% fond, but I lived through them and came out a stronger person for it.
Got any great stories? 😀
I don’t know why I always put a spin on song titles.. perhaps it is my love of music. Yeah, it is.
Some things that happened this week:
- I put my first draft of my NaNoWriMo work in a drawer until the end of December.
- I decided to start another WIP.
- I ran on the treadmill! 😀
- I got a few Christmas presents.
I have been having some really whacked out dreams. I mean, so crazy I feel compelled to keep a notebook by my bedside to write them down because they will make interesting stories.
In NFL news… I have been doing the Fox Pro Pick ‘Em and I must say.. I am doing very well. I have loved football since I was about eleven years old (thanks dad!). I do love to watch the games,.. it just makes it a little more interesting to pick which team I think will win.
I have been reading many blogs and commenting on a most of them.
Got some of the Christmas shopping done. Anyone else finished shopping? Anyone that didn’t start yet?